HIJRAH LOVE
RSIA Stella Maris Medan

That afternoon the atmosphere at the largest maternity Special Hospital in the city of Medan was still shrouded with tension, worry and also fear, because the hooded woman still survived with her position, namely, on the edge of the roof of the building. And in order to stop his suicide, I tried to hold him back by my words which I humbled not to offend him.

"Whoever you are, please don't do that!"

I shouted but, the voice was unable to be heard out loud. Because I feel afraid, if the woman does not want to listen to me and just speed up the action. And when I heard my voice, the woman turned her body and came face to face with me. However, I still do not know for sure who is standing before me at this moment. Could He be Khadijah? Akh, stop! For sure, I do not want this woman to fall into a much larger mass of sin. Because I know Allah SWT never liked such human actions.

"Do you want to come here, Ayesha?"

"Wait on! Do you recognize me?"

"Obviously I know you. Maybe I'm the one who doesn't deserve to be recognized for what I've done all this time." The woman put on a cynical smile.

"What do you mean? Could it be you, Khadijah?"

The woman was silent and looked at me sharply. As well as me, I was also silent waiting for the answer from the woman. And at a glance I saw her pair of eyes, as though tears were ceaselessly wetting her cheeks. Even his voice sounded hoarse, having cried all night. And if that's true in nature, but why? What the hell is going on?

"I Am .. I am indeed Khadijah, Aisha. But why are you riding on the roof of this building? Don't let you interfere and get in my way, Aisyah!"

"You are right Khadijah, never do anything silly like this! I need to talk to you, Khadijah." I slowly moved my feet towards Khadijah.

"Don't come any closer, Aisyah! If you get close, then I'll jump." Khadijah looked down and threatened me.

Immediately I stopped my footsteps and warned Khadijah not to jump straight down. And it scares me even more, what if I can't persuade Khadija? However, slowly I was finally able to persuade Khadija, although it had to be in various ways to melt her heart and undo her bad intentions.

The screams from down there are still heard with excitement. I also heard Arjuna, Light and Arumi. And again, a familiar voice to me has spoken my name many times. Because at that time Khadijah and I were both on the roof of the Hospital building.

"Aisha, down!"

"Dear, careful!

" Aisha,"

"Dad,"

"Dad,"

A voice that I didn't listen to at all. Because I'm only focused on Khadija. And I don't want to lose it before what I hope to do with the trust I tell him. Until a promise was made that Khadijah would survive with the baby in the womb and a future that might be much better.

"That's not important, Ayesha. Why would I survive if no one cared about me in this world anymore. And this baby, I never wanted it at all, Aisyah. Even I hate him, hate him so much."

"Trust me, Khadijah! Allah SWT will never give trials that cross the limits of the ability of His people. Please don't do that!"

"I do not know who Allah is, Aisha. I'm a Jew, only my mother Ratih knows who God is. And I hate my Lord, Aisha. Why should I be born and raised like this?"

I do not understand what Khadijah has said. And I wondered why she could dress in a closed garment, like a Muslim. Khadijah had just admitted that he was not a Muslim but a Jew. However, I just brushed it off and I refocused myself on persuading Khadijah's seduction. And after a long time of my efforts to melt his heart, now finally me and Khadijah down the stairs slowly.

"Be careful, Khadijah! Your water is seeping." I saw water running down Khadija's feet.

"Dad, my stomach hurts. I_I can't help it, Aisyah." Khadijah's face paled and let out cold sweat.

"You must endure, Khadijah. I'll get help." I took my phone from the bag.

When I was about to contact Arjuna, suddenly Yulian came in time. So I asked him to immediately carry Khadijah to the operating room. Begutupun with Yulian, he did as I commanded him. Because her tender heart could not see anyone in distress and pain, especially if it was me. And when Yulian had already run towards the operating room, my steps stopped for a moment while looking at Yulian.

"I accept all this, O God. I'll endure what the pain is like." The tears just flowed.

I wanted to replay my steps and let Yulian help Khadija without me at his side. But, suddenly Arumi came and stopped the leg I was about to move. And for a moment the quarrel between me and Arumi has happened. However, in the end Arumi still could not make me undo the nita. Because my heart has been told of the decision I made.

"Arumi, I beg you not to make me undo that intention. I love Julian, but that love is no greater than my love for my God. And my God loves me more when this self has been called one day. So, I beg of you not to get in the way of my wishes." I put my foot into the operating room.

I really don't care what Arumi thinks of me. Either about my selfishness or more than that. And I really steadied my heart in choosing Khadija as my successor if, I was gone. So that trust I still do even though my body is no longer alive. However, beyond my reasoning it has happened. Where the circumstances of the operation of Caesar Khadijah has been hampered will be guardian and handling costs.

"What if I paid for Khadija's delivery, Sus?"

"Sorry Mom, who is obliged to sign the agreement and the cost is the patient's family. Is the mother a member of the patient?"

"No. He doesn't know me so, between me and him there's no blood relation." Sela Khadijah looked at me.

"But this man is her husband, Sus." I looked at Yulian.

Instantly Yulian looked at me sharply, which made me feel confident that he was wondering about what I was saying in public. It was even evident from the look on his face that held anger towards me.